Saffron: But we've been wed. Aren't we to become one flesh? Mal: Well, no, uh... We're still two fleshes here, and I think that your flesh ought to sleep somewhere else.

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan  

There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.


Aims - Feb 10, 2004 3:11:30 pm PST #915 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Ok, where in "Beer For My Horses" does it mention the KKK? I have looked up the lyrics on a number of sites and don't see it. I see this:

Grandpappy told my pappy, back in my day, son
A man had to answer for the wicked that he done
Take all the rope in Texas
Find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys
Hang them high in the street for all the people to see


Java cat - Feb 10, 2004 3:12:25 pm PST #916 of 10003
Not javachik

Jimmy Webb told a Glen Campbell story. I left before they were done; perhaps he told more. [link]


meara - Feb 10, 2004 3:12:59 pm PST #917 of 10003

It doesn't SAY the KKK.

But you tell me, in Texas, when people were being hung from oak trees by posses of men with horses, maybe they mean the Old West, but y'know, that's not what *I* think of.


Aims - Feb 10, 2004 3:14:44 pm PST #918 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I took it as the Old West. But, YTKLMV.


meara - Feb 10, 2004 3:18:22 pm PST #919 of 10003

Yeah. I'm sure they MEANT the Old West. I just thought that lynchings and justice aren't really two things I want to equate. No matter the time period.


bicyclops - Feb 10, 2004 3:28:05 pm PST #920 of 10003

And CURSE YOU MEARA! Because of you, I've been earwormed with "I believe in a Thing Called Love" all morning

I'm now earwormed with:

You don't believe that this whole universe
Could be inside your little sister's purse
You don't believe you're just a living glob
Like Lucy, Freddie, Ricky. Frank and Bob

Thanks, Hec.


DavidS - Feb 10, 2004 6:01:13 pm PST #921 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Yeah. I'm sure they MEANT the Old West. I just thought that lynchings and justice aren't really two things I want to equate. No matter the time period.

Since I looked up lynching statistics not too long ago, I remember being surprised seeing that more whites than blacks had been lynched in Texas. Kind of a horse thief deal out thataway.


Alicia K - Feb 11, 2004 5:56:49 am PST #922 of 10003
Uncertainty could be our guiding light.

One more time for the lame-o that is me. May I please have the link for the bookmarked liner notes? I promise to mark it for myself this time. Thank you!


Kate P. - Feb 11, 2004 6:18:39 am PST #923 of 10003
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love

Alicia, it's here.


erinaceous - Feb 11, 2004 6:27:47 am PST #924 of 10003
A fellow makes himself conspicuous when he throws soft-boiled eggs at the electric fan.

I am a swoony fangirl right now because the Famous Musician that I recruited to write word notes for a project has just turned them in, and they are BRILLIANT. And funny. And poignant. And acerbic. And wide-ranging.

Yay!